I bet you fall in bed too easilyWith the beautiful girls who are shyly braveAnd you sell yourself as a man to saveBut all the money in the world is not enough

I bet you've long since passed understandingWhat it takes to be satisfiedYou're like a vine that keeps climbing higherBut all the money in the world is not enoughAnd all the bridges blown away keep floating up

It's coldAnd rough

And I kept standing six-feet-oneInstead of five-feet-twoAnd I loved my lifeAnd I hated you

(Yeah)

It's cold out thereAnd rough

And I kept standing six-feet-oneInstead of five-feet-twoAnd I loved my lifeAnd I hated you